4life Songtext
von Fekky

Who God blessed shall no man curse

I will always win till I′m dead in a hearse
It feels good, feels good while I'm spitting this verse
Knowing I could be in jail or could be way, way worse
I just jumped out a plane feeling free like a bird
Wish I could move to the sky cause niggas get on my nerves

Meanwhile business talk, let me put on a shirt
I used to put on black ballys, go and put in some work
Was getting raw off the uncles, the B off the Turks
I bust a MAC in the park just to see if it works
Listen, reality from visions
Crash course collisions, conquers from divisions
Niggas don′t listen, can't beat the system

Overcrowded prisons
Listen, I stay crushing all my competition
Articulate, think smart, hit 'em with precision
They stay stunting on the ′gram but how they really living?


I woke up this morning, ayy, it could′ve been worse
I can't see no sunshine, it could′ve been worse
My brudda got a 10, ayy, it could've been worse, ayy
Cause bruddas be dying every day in the streets
And I′m losing my worth
Cause I've been on the grind for a lifetime, ayy, for a lifetime
I′ve been on the hustle for a lifetime, ayy, for a lifetime
I've been on the hustle for a lifetime, for a lifetime
I've been on the grind for a lifetime, ayy, for a lifetime

The olders showed us all this banging but they never told us
I′ve been paranoid as fuck and looking over shoulders
Stabbed in the back, cold and now I′m moving colder

I've been waved so long, I can′t remember sober
All the money that I lost and found in the sofa
I can't remember how there′s blood on my Gucci loafer
Listen, ayy, it could've been worse
Could′ve been carried by six, got my mum in a church
Could be broke in my girl's house, looking for work
Could be them other fake rappers, darg, lying 'bout work
Listen, I must′ve spunt a mil′ out the bando
You know about flying in packs in

Reckless, whipping with a brick in a Lambo
Money darg, burning both sides of the candle
Ayy, but you live and you learn
I lost a hundred last week but it could've been worse


I woke up this morning, ayy, it could′ve been worse
I can't see no sunshine, it could′ve been worse
My brudda got a 10, ayy, it could've been worse, ayy
Cause bruddas be dying every day in the streets
And I′m losing my worth
Cause I've been on the grind for a lifetime, ayy, for a lifetime
I've been on the hustle for a lifetime, ayy, for a lifetime
I′ve been on the hustle for a lifetime, for a lifetime
I′ve been on the grind for a lifetime, ayy, for a lifetime

Come on, man, you can't define me by now

I was whipping them whips before there was no Instagram, man
Before there was likes, man
I was getting these likes in these streets
They would see me driving them whips, they were like "yo, I like that"
They saw my chain, they were like "I like that"
They saw the watch, they were like "I like that"
You know what I′m saying?
I was getting them likes, man
Big F
Dream for a lifetime